KW - MAC-11 (feat. Tween & HHDEAN) Lyrics

Bow, bow, bow, bow
Bow, bow, bow, bow
Bow, bow, bow, bow
Mac 11, Millie, Bobby, bitch don't even get me started

I just dissed your whole set
Pussy niggas got a problem, I can face like anybody
Drop the top and spray in silence
I can make your mama suck this dick without even f*ckin' tryin

I'm that nigga bitch
Ho go suck a dick
All y'all lame, we ain't the same, I get you niggas hit
You irrelevant, sissy-ass, motherf*ckin

F*ckin' pocket pussy
And like I said, when I pull up, make sure your mama lookin
Yuh, bitch, I'm a big savage
And like I said, Kiwi the goat, so boy, don't call me average

I send them shots right at yo dome leave you right by the maggots
And you a f*ckin
You don't even like girls
I give your pretty trick these inches, mouth go back and swirl

I'm shittin' on the beat, might as well call me tween
I'm moonwalkin' on this shit, I feel like DDG
Or maybe Jimmy Dean
Niggas can't f*ck with me

Yeah, I'm a real stepper, bitch, I'm the f*ckin' key
Get it, Kiwi! Get it, Kiwi
I heard Key he bought the Mac 11, well, bitch, I brought the nine
You can't name a beat I didn't eat, I wreck em' every time

Bitch, you ain't fine, barely a dime
I'm up top just like a fire
Just came to f*ck, don't act surprised
Said she a freak nut in her eye
I be f*ckin' niggas' hoes, don't really care about what they think

Niggas thinkin' I'm a joke
But I'm laughin' to the bank, that pussy stank
Told her to hop, I'm a ho, I love the box
Throw her in cuffs but f*ck the cops

Feelin' like Roddy, love the box
Get it, Tweenie! Get it, Tweenie!
Get it, TweenBean
Pack a bag, I tuck the Glock

Hit the road, I'm buildin' stock
In my clip, it hold the stock
Hit the bitch, I beat the box
On the block, I'm servin' fiends

And, Joe, you think I set up shop
Double cup my liquor, there ain't no drink
But it's drink, twerk that ass if you a bop
In my Phantom, it hold 21

Give you one just like it's Kevin
In my pack, you know it's lethal
On my hip, know it's a weapon
Comin trim, you know I'm him

Without the blinds, we shoot through em
With the shades, you know I see em
Know that DeanBean
Know that DeanBean
In wit Tween Tween
Call him KiwiBean

Hol' up, yeah
Hol' up, shake the Block, I'm servin' fiends

Hol' up, what you doin'
I got the Block, it's green